After treating the scratches he had made on his back with his fingernails, Ji Mofan still couldn't think of a solution.
Unable to leave the room for the time being, Ji Mofan could only wander around the room by himself.
The bedroom did have other furniture besides the bed, and the wardrobe had only a few clothes hanging inside. But they didn't look very proper, and Ji Mofan felt that if he were to wear these, he might as well just go out in this tattered cloth.
It looks terrible.
"Interested in my collection?"
Xiao Wangyan appeared behind him again without anyone noticing, and when he heard the voice, Ji Mo Fan felt like slapping him.
However, he didn't put it into practice because he couldn't beat this person at his current stage.
"Lord Demon Lord, could you please stop appearing and disappearing so mysteriously?" He sighed helplessly, even using honorifics.
Xiao Wangyan seemed not to hear Ji Mofan's words, and reached past him to take out a piece of clothing from the wardrobe, gesturing to Ji Mofan.
"I think you'd look great in this," he commented.
"Is that so? Then keep thinking about it." Ji Mofan shrugged emotionlessly.
"Aren't you really going to consider changing to something else?" Xiao Wangyan picked up the garment and moved closer to Ji Mofan, casually tugging at the hem of his shirt.
“The one you’re wearing now isn’t much better than the one I picked out,” he said.
Ji Mo Fan remained silent for a moment.
He took a deep breath. "Can't you just untie this thing for me? I can find some clothes to change into from my storage bag."
He pointed to the Immortal Locking Chain on his waist, where runes emanating a strong black aura floated on the silver chain.
"That won't do. What if you run away?" Xiao Wangyan pinched the chain and shook it, the metal making a soft, crackling sound.
"How could I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, escape from a Mahayana cultivator like you?" Ji Mo Fan almost laughed at his dismissive reason.
"Who knows what kind of bad ideas you might be plotting?" Xiao Wangyan suddenly exerted force again, tugging at the Immortal-Locking Chains on his body. "You righteous cultivators are all about saying one thing to someone's face and another behind their back."
Ji Mofan was pulled so hard that he stumbled and took a few steps forward.
He was immediately pulled around the waist by a force, and he could not resist leaning against Xiao Wangyan.
Just a layer of clothing couldn't block out body heat at all.
In particular, his robes had been damaged by Xiao Wangyan, greatly reducing their defensive capabilities, and now they couldn't even block demonic energy.
When they bumped into each other, he genuinely felt a sharp, throbbing pain in his stomach.
Despite knowing he had no chance of winning, Ji Mofan still subconsciously drew his sword.
Despite not receiving any spiritual energy, the Snow Embracing Sword still tried its best to shine with its remaining spiritual light, helping Ji Mofan to intimidate Xiao Wangyan in front of it.
Xiao Wangyan paid no attention to Ji Mofan's sword.
Whether Ji Mofan could make a cut half an inch long in this state depended entirely on the sharpness of his sword.
But Ji Mofan's subsequent coughing motion with his head tilted to the side still made his facial expression freeze.
"Do you find me disgusting?" Anger flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Wangyan subconsciously pushed Ji Mofan away.
But the next moment, she grabbed his neck and pulled him back, clearly annoyed. She deliberately pinched the spot where he had just applied medicine, and the warm blood immediately soaked his fingertips.
Even when faced with such sudden and inexplicable pain, Ji Mofan's expression remained completely unchanged.
But he just couldn't get used to the demonic energy emanating from Xiao Wangyan. He coughed several times, "Your demonic energy... cough cough... is too strong..."
"Why are you the only one causing trouble?" Xiao Wangyan said, throwing him aside with great displeasure. "The other righteous sects I've encountered before haven't been this troublesome."
After being thrown away, Ji Mofan staggered half a step, and then used the force to retreat further away until he felt that the demonic energy was no longer covering his nose like a slime. Only then did he stand still and take a few deep breaths.
"What did you just say?" Coming to his senses, Ji Mofan caught the message in Xiao Wangyan's words, "Others wouldn't react as strongly as I did?"
"You've even put on an act?" Xiao Wangyan was already furious, and this innocent question only fueled his anger, making his eyes redden. "I've met countless righteous people before, and none of them have avoided demonic energy like this!"
Ji Mofan was not affected by his emotions, but frowned in confusion and subconsciously touched the position of his spiritual altar.
He always felt that the spiritual energy and demonic energy in his body were reacting negatively, because the part that made him feel uncomfortable was indeed in that area.
But Xiao Wangyan is now saying that no one else has this problem?
Although Ji Mofan had dealt with demonic cultivators in his previous life, he was already covered in injuries at that time. Even if he had any discomfort in his mind, he would find it difficult to distinguish whether it was due to the demonic cultivators and their demonic energy or his own old injuries.
Since entering the Demon Realm in this life, he has felt slightly unwell, and this discomfort has gradually increased as they approach the main city.
Because the demonic energy in the surrounding environment was gradually becoming denser, and because Ji Mofan would reflexively feel uncomfortable whenever other demonic cultivators approached along the way, he assumed that this was a common occurrence.
Li Geyue had never dealt with demonic cultivators before, and it wasn't convenient for her to ask Miao Miao about this kind of question. So, things just went on in a daze.
Why does this happen?
Is it related to his physical condition?
Is it also related to his biological parents, whose whereabouts are unknown?
It's all that old man's fault. Why did he have to keep us in suspense for no reason? He even said that heavenly secrets cannot be revealed.
Ji Mofan cursed Qi Yuan in his mind, but his silence only made Xiao Wangyan angrier.
Since entering this demon palace, whether because of his own cultivation level or because of his outstanding face, Xiao Wangyan has received many admiring or respectful glances.
Unlike other demonic cultivators who fawned over him, or the righteous cultivators who remained silent in fear, Ji Mofan saw Xiao Wangyan as no different from a table or a chair.
Xiao Wangyan never got this angry when he was looked down upon before. He could always settle things with a beating. Even if he couldn't beat them right away, he would get over it in time. There was always a way to get revenge.
But someone like Ji Mo Fan, who treats him and his belongings equally...
He had absolutely no idea how to handle the situation.
After all, he had used almost every means at his disposal—coercion, bribery, even pinning him to the bed—and his face didn't even change color.
The only emotional fluctuation I experienced was when I felt disgusted with myself?
Xiao Wangyan felt a sense of defeat, something he hadn't experienced in a long time.
"You just wait." He was furious and pointed at Ji Mo Fan in the distance. "I will definitely make you willingly become my Demon Queen."
Jimo Fan: ......
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